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disillusioned

It is so happy that the friendship between Minba and Taihui people can only be described in this word.

It is very similar to a big family, working from sunrise to sunrise, and men, women, young and old are full of high fighting spirit and devoted themselves to their work.

They can drink water freely, stop and rest when they are tired, and look at the fields with a heartfelt smile.

At noon, the Minba and others gathered in the house where the supervisor had earlier enjoyed lunch, and left in groups when the sun was about to set, returning to the small town.

When night came, Zuo Lan returned in a thick cotton jacket. He placed the gun in the corner of the house, shocking the soldiers in the room without saying a word.

He looked around and found a person who shouldn't exist here, and asked the guy jokingly: "Why are you here? Civilians should go to a safe place."

As he was telling a joke, he sent the soldiers next to the fire, blew the heat into his hands, and felt the temperature of the fire to drive away the cold.

The wind was blowing at night, and the cold wind blew the wheat seedlings in the ground.

Xiang Du smiled with his arms in his arms, "Mr. Kale, please allow me to stay. I was wrong before, please forgive me."

"What are you forgiven? Where did you offend me? You can't come back if you want to. I don't even think about it. I don't want to ask your old platoon leader."

"The platoon leader said let me ask you..."

Taihe clogged his mouth and coughed twice, with crazy eyes hinting, but Xiang Du did not understand this hint.

Zuo Lan ignored Xiang Du. He rubbed his hands and said, "I have been watching it for a day today. Although the defense is weak, it is definitely not possible to take the lead. Besides, we are not clear about the situation in the city. This is still an enemy-occupied area, and it is not advisable to act rashly. So, my plan is like this. A few people disguised themselves and entered the city to investigate, while a few others tried to set up a transmitter."

After saying that, he continued to keep warm and waited for two minutes. No one in the whole room responded, which made him curious.

"Are you guys excited?"

The soldiers were still silent. Zuo Lan became more and more curious as she looked at her. There were not many members of the investigation team, and to be honest, there was one more.

He walked to the pot and saw if he had left him any rice. The pot was clear and it seemed like a simple pot of water was boiled.

After a long time, Taihe murmured: "Short, you change your clothes and go to the city to investigate tomorrow. It's easy to hide in small size. Artists and Pepsi, the sender's mission is handed over to you. If you remember correctly, we have seized it. You need to run back and go now. These two tasks are very risky, so be smart."

The silent artist and Pepsi immediately stood up, walked out of the house with their weapons on their backs, and looked as if they were escaping something when they were moving quickly.

After the two left, Taihe said again: "It's no longer safe here. Mr. Kale, we need to find another stronghold."

"What's wrong?" Zuo Lan asked in confusion, "Tell me quickly if something happens. Look at you one by one, I'm so worried."

The soldiers didn't care about Zuo Lan at all. They found a place to sleep and extinguished the flames in the furnace.

In an instant, I entered darkness, and there was cold wind blowing outside, making the room look particularly lonely.

Xiang Du lay on his side, with a bluestone brick pillowing under his head, and his eyes opened slightly. The surroundings were the snoring of soldiers, and there was a trace of Mars in the furnace in front of him. The sound of the wind outside the door made people feel relaxed and peaceful.

In the quiet night, he half-opened his eyes and listened to Taihe and Zuo Lan talking.

"What happened today? I see you have suffered a lot of blows, and they are all depressed."

"It's ."

"What's going to destroy?"

"I will tell you a story that a brave soldier told me before, and he wrote those things in a diary.

He fell in love with a girl next door. This is a bit old-fashioned and cliché story. The first time he saw the girl was on a summer afternoon, wearing a white long skirt, standing in the flowers, smelling the fragrance of the sea of ​​flowers.

The woman in that scene exudes moving beauty, which makes the soldier intoxicated. Later, he followed the girl, hoping to find the girl's home. You also know that a person who is in love is shy, especially a guy who likes to read, and he has a sense of arrogance in his bones.

The surprise happened the next moment, and the girl lived next door to his house. She had never heard of it for many years. He felt that this was fate, and it was arranged by God.

However, the next moment, another man appeared beside the girl, sunny, handsome and gentle. Our warrior was heartbroken and the story was over."

"After finishing the talk? Shouldn't there be a lot of plots? For example, love, hate, love, and so on."

Xiang Du turned over and scratched his thighs, listened with his ears, and the next time there was a sound of more than ten seconds later, he heard the Taiwanese roster sigh.

"While he followed him, he set various perfect personalities for the girl, and then this personality collapsed instantly. The same is true for these young men in the army. Their fantasies about the people disappeared. You can try to think about it. They thought they were defending their country and they all felt that they were protecting the ordinary people behind them. However, the people did not appreciate it and were still holding their arms around our enemies. This is a great sorrow for a soldier. It seems that everything before and all sacrifices were meaningless. Nothing was exchanged for the people's hostility."

"What the hell happened? You can't tell me directly?"

Then, Taihe told the story of what he saw today, the people's enthusiasm and expectations for the invaders.

During the day, some words came to the ears of the soldiers, and the Minba people said that after the war ended, their lives would be better.

The gust of wind was getting heavier and he said slowly: "Since that's the case, do you still dare to stay here for the night? Are you not afraid of being discovered?"

"Let your brothers stay for peace of mind for one night. We will leave early tomorrow morning. I will be responsible for any incident."

"You can't take responsibility."

"Mr. Kale!" Taihe's tone increased to a higher level, "Listen to me, this time, let your brothers sleep well for a night."

"All right."

Zuo Lan nodded and chose to compromise. After a while, he said to Taihe: "What would happen if the soldiers on the front line knew about this? They should treat these people as traitors."

"It feels better in my heart like this. By the way, those people are not free people, but Minba. If they are really free people, the brothers will feel much more uncomfortable than they are now. Of course, I don't know if the free people in the city chose to surrender like the Minba. Do you still remember what Dazhuang said that night? There should be many people who hate this country as much as he does."

Zuo Lan frowned when she heard this. If Minba surrendered to Taihui people, this matter could indeed be explained. After all, Taihui people treat Minba very well. This is not the case that Minbas are willing to follow Taihui people. It is normal for them to make such a choice.

The career he was committed to was realized by a group of foreigners, and Zuo Lan didn't know whether she should cry or laugh.

"Have the night staff arranged it?" he asked. "We are transferring to leave someone to pick us up, otherwise they will not be able to find us."

"Mr. Kale, I will arrange these things. You can rest early. It will not be a good time to bury it in the soil for a day."

"I'm pretty tough."
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